Today I went into town in order to take my driving theory
test (yes, I’m still taking driving lessons) and – as any stand up comic worth
their salt would say – a funny thing happened….
… Although the word FUNNY is probably not the right descriptive
term to use.
To cut a long and boring story short, I’d forgotten to take
the correct paper work with me, In fact I didn’t have the correct documents at
home either but that’s another tale for another time.
The old grumpy bastard behind the desk uttered the following
sentence once I informed him that I had no idea I needed paperwork on top of my
licence photo ID with my name, full address, date of birth and FACE on it…
“You might as well go, there’s no point in me talking to
YOU!”
Gob smacked at the lack of customer service I did indeed walk
out.
Apart from the totally c*ntworthyness of the prick who was
slumped behind the desk, I was indeed in the wrong in respect of the missing
important documents. However two other points were brought to light in this
little adventure of mine.
Firstly: Some people are not ‘people’ people (if you know
what I mean).
Secondly: I am so bad at learning to drive that I was told
to leave the testing centre before even being given a pen.
It has not been a good week for me.
Complaint letter has been sent is respect of the shithouse who
spoke to me and the dog has received a good kicking on my return*.
Ooh!
I’ve just thought a really good thing I should have said to
him when I was there…. Bugger. I hate when that happens.
*I didn’t kick the dog. He’s fast asleep. I’ll do it later
when Mrs H isn’t looking.